I am a Knight. I work under my Master and I will work in willingness and happiness for I owe him my life.
From now on, I wear the suit of armor that protects me. He hand-made the strongest armor so I will not get hurt. My Master brought a sword for me, a sword that symbolizes my faith unto Him, so that I may fight with it. My shield is a shield of strength that helps me fight as far as I can.
I know of an enemy but he cannot be seen. What was used to be the carrier of light, the leader of the choir, the second best now falls to the ground and crawls on his belly. He cursed me and all my fellow friends with a blind much like a horse's to keep my eyes from looking down. That is his strength. He coils around my legs to make me fall but in my strength, I get up and fight him alongside with my comrades. My Master knew it well, a battle so fierce and ongoing since the day it all begin. Our enemy's army had not a single protection. They fight driven by their fears of our enemy. They fight with their own selfishness to get whatever they want.
When the battle is over, my Master will destroy all who fought againts us and give them away to our enemy. To a place where our Master is not.
Therefore, I fight this battle to protect my faith to glorify my Master even if it means losing a friend on my enemy's side.
I tell you all, my friends, if I have lost you, then I am doing my job to fight for you. I want to tell you the truth. If you are willing to hear it, please come with me. This wwar is not going to fight itself with no soldiers. Let me hear your battle cry! Come wwith me as we go risk our lifes to serve my Master. Only then...
II j u n i a r t II
· Sat Aug 25, 2007 @ 08:58pm · 0 Comments